Chapter 2993 Now, the Red Army Is the Most Powerful

The Americans on the viewing platform felt that they had been deceived, and that the Russians had used shameless commercial fraud to get top-level military equipment.

As the saying goes, some are happy while others are sad, and human joys and sorrows are not shared.

The anger on the Americans' side was limited to the Americans themselves, and if possible, they could also include the British, who also had cost expenditures and shared the same roots and ethnicity.

At the same time, on the other side of the viewing platform, the Japanese, who were also shocked by the ferocious beasts on the Red Square, were far less angry than the Americans.

"Baga! How could these Russian barbarians be so angry? How could they have such a huge chariot and build so many of them???"

In Saito-kun's worldview, a chariot should be something that is slightly larger than a car, and at best slightly larger than a truck.

I have never had the opportunity to go to Germany, but I heard from my colleagues who came back from studying in Germany that the tanks developed by the Germans are of a very large size, with thicker armor, and powerful tank guns that far exceed the power of all the vehicle-mounted artillery of the Imperial Army.

It gives people the feeling that a warship is equipped with tracks and driven onto land, which is nothing more than the German armored warfare power is so powerful.

Saito Jun is skeptical and even quite disdainful of these claims.

The reason is simple. No matter how powerful the German tanks are, they are still chased and beaten by the Russians.

Not only were they driven out of Russia, but they also lost their home, their inside and outside face were all lost, and they lost their pants and owed a lot of debts. It was so embarrassing that it was unbearable to look directly at.

Then, this "excellent talent" who led the Japanese Imperial Army actually came to a very strange conclusion.

I think the Russian tanks are like chickens and dogs, and they were destroyed by our imperial warriors with "human bombs" to defeat "gun bombs" during the Battle of Nomonhan.

As a result, you Germans can't even beat chickens and dogs, and you were chased by Russian tanks and even your nest was destroyed. In other words, you Germans are not even as good as chickens and dogs, which seriously hindered my hegemony of the Japanese Empire and are a burdensome pig teammate.

From the victory of the "human bomb" of the imperial warriors over the "gun bomb", we can see that the combat effectiveness of the Imperial Army is steadily higher than that of the Russians.

Let alone the result of the Battle of Nomonhan, it was just that the Imperial Army was unlucky and gave the Russians a face. There is no such thing as being unable to beat them, which is pure nonsense.

So from this, we can see that the combat effectiveness of the Imperial Army is greater than that of the Russians, and the combat effectiveness of the Russians is greater than that of the Germans.

So after rounding off, the combat effectiveness of the Germans is at least two levels lower than that of our imperial army, and they are a complete pig teammate and burden.

In short, the Russians, the Germans and the like are all inferior to me and the Imperial Japanese Army.

This iron bumper car battle between the two noobs is just like this. The Russian tanks are just a little bigger and look a little more intimidating. In addition, they are lucky to encounter the broken German cars, which is why they can boast of winning the final victory.

No matter how you look at it, the current situation is the elite of the Imperial Army against the Russians who are just in name only. The advantage is mine!

Saito, who has compiled a set of logical closed loops for himself, is immersed in the dream of "I will lead the Japanese Empire to be invincible for thousands of years" all day long.

It is also because of subjective disdain and unintentional avoidance at the subconscious level, that is, I don't want to take the initiative to understand and take the initiative to see.

So although this guy is a military attaché to the Soviet Union, in the "self-compiled" report sent back to China, in addition to a lot of bragging that made the Navy deer shake their heads, the record of Russian tanks even stayed at "T3485 is unreliable and the output is low".

Are you asking about other contents?

What other content? There is no other content. The Russian tanks are crudely made and are like tractors. How can they be the opponents of our elite tanks of the Imperial Army? There is no need to waste other content to waste paper.

If I hadn't come to the Red Square to watch the excitement today, Saito's self-logical closed loop of "the Imperial Army is invincible" might have continued like this.

But by chance, he came to the Red Square today and witnessed with his own eyes what kind of state the new Russian tanks that he had always wanted to see intentionally or unintentionally in the past had developed to.

Saito felt that it couldn't even be called a tank. How could the tanks in his cognition look like this? It would be better to call it "Stalin's steel monster".

"Hu-hu-"

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Hearing the slight panting sound coming from beside him getting heavier, he raised his eyelids and glanced at the army idiot Tokugawa beside him, and couldn't help but sneered in his heart.

Ha, the army idiot is indeed the army idiot. A Sendai country bumpkin who has never seen the world is a Sendai country bumpkin. How can he be a match for the elite navy of Etajima? He is just a crude warrior.

He has never seen steel giants as majestic as mountains, but our navy has plenty of them.

Even the pitiful steel output allocated to your army every year, the steel used to build tanks is probably not as much as the tonnage of artillery shells produced by our navy every year, right?

In short, seeing Saito, the army idiot, was shocked by the Russians' new tanks and his breathing became rapid and unstable, the self-proclaimed noble navy idiot Tokugawa was so happy.

It was as if the Russian tanks were not driving on the Red Square below, but his navy's warships with wheels rumbling through the Russian territory, and the army idiot was scared into this state.

Thinking of this, Tokugawa, who was in such a good mood, couldn't help but smile and slowly opened his mouth. At this time, he had to "pretend" to comfort his "good army brothers".

"Saito, look at this Russian tank. I don't understand it very well as a navy, but I always think it's just a scary look and a big size. You army warriors can still defeat the "gun bomb" with "human bombs", right? Don't you think so?"

"No, that's right! That's natural!"

Even his tone of voice was a little breathless, as if he was drunk and blacked out, but Saito, who forced himself to cheer up, was still holding on. He didn't want to lose face in front of the navy idiot and lose the battle. That would be more painful than killing him.

"What level of combat power do the Germans have? They are just a bunch of rabble. Their backbones were completely broken as early as World War I. It is inevitable that they will lose to the Russians and Americans."

"The warriors of the Imperial Army will teach the Russians a hard lesson. If they dare to come, they will be defeated and killed without a single piece of armor left. As the saying goes, "Seven lives to serve the country", the warriors of the Imperial Army will definitely be able to defeat "steel bombs" again with "human bombs"!"

Well, you are right, everything you say is right, it is best to write these words in the report intact.

I want to see how you, the army idiots who deceive the superiors and the subordinates, will apologize when the Russian tanks really drive into your faces.

One is deliberately asking questions and waiting to see the joke, and the other is like a fool who cannot lose face no matter what, and just goes straight into the questions.

The two idiots have completely different moods and ideas, but no one really considers the future of the country and the so-called "imperial hegemony". The performance art was performed here purely for the purpose of "finding a way to make fun of this guy" and "not letting this guy make fun of him".

This is because Malashenko was not present.

If Malashenko was really standing here, he would have left a message for these two who were fighting each other to the point of madness. It only took one number.

"6"

This number is enough. Any more would be nonsense.

That is when "each family is happy and each family is worried, each family is crazy and each family is sad" on the viewing platform.

Malashenko, who drove all the way from a distant road, led the IS7 column, a total of 25 IS7 heavy tanks including the command vehicle, and finally drove to the center of the venue opposite to the location of Comrade Stalin, the loving father.

While continuing to move forward through the venue, the Slavic man standing on the turret of the first vehicle of the column, with his head held high and his chest puffed out, suddenly saluted solemnly and neatly.

With their chests puffed out and their heads tilted to the side, they shouted with great confidence, and then blurted out.

"Salute him!!!"

Swish, swish, swish--

Including Malashenko, there were 25 people in total, 25 tank commanders standing outside the IS7 turret with their heads puffed out and their heads held high.

At the command of the army commander, they all saluted the leader comrade in unison and waved their right arms.

This unison and coordinated action, accompanied by the 25 IS7 heavy tanks, directly ignited the whole audience at the climax of the atmosphere, and even the BGM of the military parade that had been going on over the Red Square was changed.

"The Red Army soldiers march forward, responding to our call to fight."

"From the coast of Britain to Siberia, the Red Army is the most powerful in the world."

It doesn't matter if you don't understand the lyrics, but the passionate tone coupled with such a shocking scene really shocked the group of foreign guests on the viewing stand so much that they couldn't say a word.

On the first car of the column, which Malashenko personally sat in charge of, the leader's army battle flag designed by him was flowing and fluttering in the wind.

The huge bear head with a red background and a white picture biting the Iron Cross medal was clearly reflected in the eyes of the American Army colleagues on the viewing stand, and the exclamation that they had only realized until now came out.

"Oh my God, I finally know what kind of terrible opponent those Germans are facing."

"This is a legion built of steel monsters, just like Behemoth. I have never sympathized with those Nazis, but now, standing here, today is different. I began to sympathize with the tragic despair they experienced before they were destroyed."

"The Russians have created the most powerful land war monster in history, Tommy. We must use 100% of our strength to deal with them, and I hope this deal will not happen in the form of a battlefield."

At this point, the shock brought to the "distinguished foreign guests" is already very huge.

But in the VIP viewing seats with the best view of the whole audience, Comrade Stalin, the loving father at this moment, was still full of expectations for what was about to happen after being given a bright and happy smile by the "good job" specially prepared by Malashenko.

"Voroshilov, I am looking forward to the next highlight, which will be the most impressive top equipment in this parade."

Marshal Voroshilov, who was respectful, responded quietly after hearing Comrade Stalin say this.

"Of course, Comrade Stalin. The most powerful self-propelled artillery in the world will surely deeply shock our "friends."

It cannot be said that the respected old Marshal Voroshilov only said what the leader comrade liked to hear and catered to his preferences. After all, this was indeed the case.

When the ISU-203 self-propelled artillery, which was even bigger and looked like a moving hill, followed the IS7 formation and drove onto the Red Square in a 4X6 formation of 24 vehicles, roaring towards them.

Almost everyone on the viewing platform could feel the unprecedented suffocation and shock, and the powerful and unavoidable sense of conquest filled every breath of air.

"Oh my God! Did the Russians move the heavy cruiser turret onto the tank? This is simply a monster! A monster!!!"

"I doubt it, I really doubt it! Did the Germans finally get rid of it after being imprisoned and beaten by such steel monsters on the Eastern Front for so long? I admire the Germans a little bit. They can hold on for so long in front of such steel monsters. They are simply German supermen!"

"Baga!!! This is not a military parade at all. The Russians want to conquer the world!"

No matter what the people on the viewing platform think, think, or say, a full 24 steel behemoths with unparalleled pressure and sense of conquest still slowly rolled across the Red Square in an orderly and roaring forward.

The muzzle of the huge cannon can almost fit a person's head in it, which is far beyond the existing cognition of any conventional vehicle-mounted artillery.

It is difficult to judge the caliber of this artillery by visual observation alone. I have never seen a self-propelled artillery vehicle of the same type before. In the end, Colonel Frank, the representative of the US military attaché to the Soviet Union, who had done enough basic homework, guessed the answer correctly.

"Damn it! This is at least an 8-inch cannon! The same caliber as the Des Moines-class heavy cruiser under construction in the Navy! We must report this to Washington immediately, we are in trouble!"

The most deterrent IS7 and ISU-203 formations passed by one after another, but don't think that the shock brought by the leader army ends here.

Following the ISU-203 formation, it was the TOS-1A heavy rocket assault tank, which was not as "terrifying" as the previous two big brothers, but was also "terrifying and powerful".

When this heavy special operations vehicle built on the IS6 chassis appeared, a considerable number of people on the viewing platform were even stunned.

It's not the kind of stunned by being shocked, but the kind of stunned by not knowing what this scary-looking thing is used for, how to fight, and how to use it.

This is a ghost thing that I have never seen in my dreams!